| I am trying to relay some information
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| A story of mine has just began
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| Is very hard to wake up in the morning
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| My days are long and full of fear
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| Give me a light to guide me through
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| Because I can’t stand your points of view
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| I am guilty right before my trial has began
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| And wrongly accused, I’m sadly confused
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| Behaviors are lost within this cell
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| Still I long to see the sunshine one more time
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| I cannot stand to bare this isolation
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| When no one is there to take my hand
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| Faith on myself is losing its momentum
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| Guess it’s all too late when the truth comes out
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| Trials are lost time after time
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| Unfair the price we have to pay
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| I only ask for you to see this burning flame
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| The voices I hear, the struggle within
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| The questions unanswered in the past
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| Still we trust this broken system works for us
|
| I am trying to relay some information
|
| A story of mine has just began
|
| Faith on myself is losing its momentum
|
| Guess it’s all too late when the truth comes out
|
| Give me a light to guide me through
|
| Because I can’t stand your points of view
|
| I am guilty right before my trial has began
|
| And wrongly accused, I’m sadly confused
|
| Behaviors are lost within this cell
|
| Still I long to see the sunshine one more time
|
| Trials are lost time after time
|
| Unfair the price we have to pay
|
| I only ask for you to see this burning flame
|
| The voices I hear, the struggle within
|
| The questions unanswered in the past
|
| Still we trust this broken system works for us |